The Long Road.

The boy watched at he exhaled and his breath froze. The crisp night air sent chills up his spine. He checked his watch and shook his head. They were late again. It angered him. He went through alot of trouble to get here and they didn't even bother to show.

The boy reached in his jacket pocket and pulled out a pack of cigerettes and a lighter. He placed the tube of tabacco gently between his lips and lit it. Five more minuets, he decided. He would wait five more minuets before he left. Just as he was about to leave two people came walking around the corner.

"You're late." he spoke, his voice low and cold.

"We lost track of time." was the syncronized response.

"Hmm." the boy hummed. "Don't make it a habbit." the boy said.

The twins, for that is what the newcommers were, glared at the boy.

" What crawled up your ass and dyed, mate?" The boy on the left growled.

"Fuck off. We have places to be." the first boy hissed crisply.

"I hope it's somewhere warm. It's fuckin freezing out." said the second twin.

"Oh shove it, Fred." said the first boy.

"Well is it warm, Emery?" the second twin, Fred asked impaitently.

"Yes. George?"asked the first boy, Emery

"Yeah, Emery?" The first twin asked.

"Smack your twin please." Emery stated. He leaned away from the wall and started to walk away. His walk was different. It was graceful and he seemed to glid along the cracked sidewalk. The twins, seeing him walk away, started to follow.

"Mate, how long is this gonna take, Gred and I gotta be home before the train tomarrow." George asked.

"You will be Forge." was the reply.

The three boys walked for another ten minuets before Emery held out his arms. The twins took them and held on tight. There was a slight pop and the three disapeared only to reapear in front of a house. This particular house looked just like every other house on the street. There was nothing out of place and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But this particular house of number 4 Privet Drive held somethings, or rather someones, who was anything but normal.

Emery silently walked up to the door and knocked thrice in rapid succession. The door opened to reveal a man with a bushy mustash, short neck, and brown shaggy hair atop his head. "Vernon. Good to see you again old friend. May we come in?" Emery asked with a polite smile. The man, Vernon, returned the smile and let the three boys in.

"Hadrian, my boy, your friends are here son." the man called up the stairs. Vernon showed Emery and the twins to the living room and offered them a seat. "Please, have a seat." Vernon offered.

Emery and the twins sat down and smiled. Footsteps came from the hall and a boy no younger then thirteen walked through the door way. "Hades, Glad to see you again." The twins greeted in sync. Emery smiled and got up. He pulled the boy, Hadrian, into his arms and squeezed. "Good to see you brother." Emery stated.

The four boys in the room were brothers in everything but blood. And the people in that house of 4 Privet drive were the only ones who knew.

The boys took a seat and a woman with a long elegant neck, beautiful blonde shoulder length hair, and ocean blue eyes walked in with a tray of tea and biscuts. "Petunia, as beautiful as ever I see. Where is Dudley, I f I may ask?" Emery greeted.

Petunia smiled and kissed all four boys cheeks. "Good evening Loves. Dudley should be here any moment. He and Peirs went to get their suplies for school." was the womans response.

The six sat quietly talking for another five minuets when the front door opened and closed. Two boys walked into the living room and put their trunks by the door.

The first boy was almost a carbon copy of Vernon, but with blonde hair and blue eyes. The second was rather tall, with dark brown hair, and golden brown eyes.

"Gred, Forge, Emery, it's wonderful to see you again. What brought you here?" the blonde boy asked. "Well dear Dudley, the six of us boys have something interesting coming this year. You, Peirs, and myself will be joining the twins and Hades at Hogwarts this year." Emery answered. The boy with the brown hair, Peirs, grinned visiously.

"Are we finally giving old Dumblefuck hell?" Dudley, the blonde boy, asked with a grin that matched Peirs. Emery smirked. "That and more."

Peirs and Dudley shared a grin. "We're in."